Morrison was truly caught off guard, frozen in place. His handsome face remained expressionless for a long moment before he finally snapped and yelled at Norton,
"Which eye of yours saw me like her? Nonsense!"
With that, he stormed out of the room in frustration.
Norton bent down to pick up the discarded pack of cigarettes, glanced at the documents on the desk, then quietly left as well.
The boss was clearly in a bad mood — not the right time to talk business. It was better to wait until tomorrow.
But being called out by Morrison had left Norton unsettled too.
Morrison was right — he did like Monna. His stubborn denials were just because of his own insecurities. He felt he wasn't good enough for her.
She was a successful, career-driven woman. He was just an assistant to a lord. Their social status and backgrounds were worlds apart.
